You're beautiful. Love doesn't die.
You're everywhere. Time is time.
But isn't, as it tears at my gut.
Stinging my brain. Stuck in a rut.
I knew that life could show it's face.
But I found home, a magic place
Memories of my floating state.
Now anchors to my knowing fate.
Lighting struck this time last year.
It won't strike twice, my greatest fear.
I wrote these words for you and me.
Life or death is all I see.